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more that threatened to consume her, make her wild. She wanted to give into it not fight to keep her eyes open and aware. She needed to let go. The more he touched and sucked on her flesh, the more her strength dissolved under the onslaught until her knees buckled.
    “Easy, baby girl. We have a long way to go.” His hands slipped around her waist and steadied her. “Take off the panties for me.”
    She nodded, hooking her thumbs into the lace and peeling them down a few inches until she revealed the barely there pubic hair and the hood of her clit. He leaned forward and ragged puffs of warm air caressed her soaked flesh, inciting a shiver down her spine.
    She watched his tongue slide from his mouth and across her swollen clit. Desperate pleasure clawed through her along with a building heat she couldn’t stop. She whimpered and twisted against him, feeling more of the light pressure when he swiped across her center. He needed to rub harder; she was getting so close. Her hands twined in his hair and grabbed for leverage to get more of what she needed.
    “No.” He jerked his head away, and she cried out in protest. “You disobeyed me, so I’m not about to reward you with an orgasm right now. Step out of the panties.” The steel edge to his command did little to dissuade the heat she had going, but she had to bite her lip and grit her teeth to hold back a whine of protest.
    She did as he directed and tossed her undergarments to the nearby couch. The idea of punishment frightened her, but she couldn’t deny the erotic undercurrent beneath her fear.
    “Play with your nipples, baby. Show me how you make them feel good.”
    “What?” A different kind of fear cramped in her belly. A fresh wave of shyness claimed her, and she didn’t want to do it.
    “Being afraid is okay. Disobeying is not. And believe me, watching you play with those pretty little tits or fingering that hot cunt is going to be a favorite pastime of mine.” He leaned back on the bench and waited for her to touch herself.
    Tentatively, she cupped both breasts. Other than admire them in the mirror from time to time, she’d only touched them in the shower or when she’d played with herself. But she’d fantasized about Riley’s hands on them, roughly squeezing and pinching them to her delight. The first time she’d pinched them really hard during one of her daydreams of him, she’d discovered she could orgasm without touching her clit.
    She traced her nipples lightly, but her mind screamed to stop with the gentle touch, to show him the truth. Feeling braver by the second, she twisted each hard bud to the point of pain and released them.
    “Mmm, I’ve dreamt of you like that, baby girl. So innocent looking but I always imagined on the inside you needed a firmer touch. Pinch them harder.”
    She followed through on his request. Pressing her fingers together past the first point of pain and into dangerous territory. “I want an orgasm, Riley.”
    “Not yet. Harder.” His demand grew louder.
    The firestorm of sensations increased and every erogenous zone throbbed. “If I keep this up, I won’t be able to stop.”
    He reached between her legs and parted her folds. “You’re very wet. I like that. Harder.” His fingers circled her opening, caressing the sensitive area with a barely there touch for only a moment before withdrawing and moving away.
    He was driving her mad. The ache in her nipples matched the ache in her clit, and like it or not, she was about to come.
    “Release your fingers, and resume the position I gave you earlier.”
    She wanted to yell and scream that he was being mean, but she’d already been caught not following his commands. She didn’t want to do it again. Whatever he had planned was sure to be incredible beyond her imagination. Despite the pain of blood flowing back into her nipples, she clamped her mouth shut and bowed her head.
    “Very good, now come and lay across my lap, stomach down.”
    Eager to find out what